Tuesday, 22 January 2013

What Do I Know




Oprah Winfrey is in town tonight giving a motivational talk I suppose. I have never been a fan of Oprah, but neither have I thought she was evil, just irritating.

I know that she started life as a poor white boy and through grit and determination she became a rich, black woman. I really don’t understand why she is still black, because when Michael Jackson got stupid rich he became whiter and whiter as the years went on. If he hadn’t died an unfortunately early death, there is a good chance that he would have been an albino by now.

Oprah certainly has had a wonderful, positive influence on probably millions of people throughout her career. Personally, I don’t think she can really relate to the common people anymore. She has been too long away from hard times and aside from not having her OWN network do as well as she would like, she lives a gilded life. I think that anyone that flies in a private jet and hasn’t done her own shopping or cooking in years just can’t understand living pay check to pay check. I’m sure she thinks she has the pulse of the people, but I doubt it.

That is not to say that many people find that the particular advice she is peddling isn’t worth a listen. You can achieve almost anything if you put your mind to it and have the determination and the focus to achieve that goal. Most of us barely make it through the day. I guess the first million is the hardest one and after that it’s just finding enough people who you can step on to make your way higher up the financial ladder.

She has done more for the poor in her life than I will ever do in my life, and I suppose it boils down to the fact that I just don’t like the way she talks. To me it is like listening to fingernails on a chalk board while stepping on a cat’s tail. She is in town and only the poor people who could afford the $100 - $200 ticket price will be able to listen to the wit and wisdom.

Me? I don’t think I would go if I were given the tickets and I think I would have a tough time giving them away myself. Mind you, what do I know? I don’t own a private jet, mansions around the world, a television network or have a staff of people to look after my every wish. I wish I had been lucky enough to have been born a poor black woman! Maybe in my next life…

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